When I was small I saw people visiting our house.
And they would sit, talk a bit, bring food we couldn't buy in our city, sleep in another very fresh, breezy room.
All the time my great grandmother was home, my grandmother after work. They would cook potatoes, make salad, put milk on the table, turn on songs from 1920-1940 th. We had small traditional sauna and people would go, and then stay overnight. We had special tea, other stuff.
One man said to my grandma that when he visits us he feels like he is reborn again, has a lot of energy, feels great, like a different person.
